After breakfast, Lu Xiao didn't return to the siheyuan, but had Chen Fei take him to the headquarters of the White Clothes Pavilion.
The White Clothes Pavilion had already completely severed its assassination business, and the previous assassins were given a choice: either leave the White Clothes Pavilion or honestly become employees.
Of course, those who were exposed and wanted, certainly could not be kept.
"White Clothes Consulting Service Co., Ltd., that's quite an imposing sign," Lu Xiao remarked as he stood in front of an office building about twenty stories high, admiring the signboard that spanned the length of the entire building.
"It's all right, just a temporary measure," Chen Fei said with a nonchalant wave of his hand, rather Versailles.
Lu Xiao glanced at Chen Fei and thought, it seems our Fei has big plans.
"Let's go. Let's have a look inside. Which floor?" Lu Xiao asked.
"Every floor," Chen Fei spread his hands, indicating that Lu Xiao ought to think bigger.
